In the Lycan kingdom.
King Alexander.
“Have you finished talking to your wolf?" King Finn asked me. I had always known he was a beast. He was a barbarous and sadistic person who found pleasure in others’ pain. I never imagined he could overpower me to the point where I couldn’t lift a finger.
"Please don’t do this.”
“Do what?” He asked. “She’s dead, and I need you to accompany her.”
“No. I don’t want to. Please,” I pleaded. "I don’t want to die yet."
He refused to listen to my pleas, no matter how I pleaded with him. He nearly broke my finger.
"I’ll pardon you for now," he said as he returned to his seat. He was insane. The way he spoke and carried himself exuded danger and power. His eyes were filled with hatred and malice. I knew he was capable of much worse than what I had experi
